Coming 10/29/18, my fifth novel, Honor the Dead

Como, Italy, 1921: Six English survivors of the Great War converge on Lake Como: four men and two women = one corpse and one killer.

Dr. Joseph Barnett looked through the French doors of his office and studied the last stubborn remnants of snow clinging to the mountaintops. Flowers had begun to sprout, offering the promise of spring, and weak rays of sunlight bathed the lake that sprawled beyond the grounds of the sanitarium, reflecting off the water so it shimmered like glass. He often admired the breathtaking view, collecting his thoughts, immersed in tranquility, absorbed in the peace that nature provided. And then, for reasons unknown, other than fate, other than the random seconds in our lives that place two people in the same place and time, that serenity was shattered.